Le'me tell ya about the sci-mojo the cocksuckers are using.
So last night the fucker's op.
Somewhere in my hood.
Pings my IP and my computer failsafes and shuts down to reboot with their kernal.
I intercepted.
STOPPED that shit.
Hear I AM mother fuckers.
Then the flyover.
So, like the usual.
I extend my finger greeting into their flir scan.
Not enough?
So the fuckers conjure their gray/rep fiends to ensue my 2nd dimension spiritual sleep.
And there I was.
Frozen in deep sleep watching their elixir of paralyzation.
I won't go there of their ethreal, but I fought past it.
Checked the house and property to sound it out.
Then, this day begins with the usual boot to A.J..
There the mother fuckers are.
Pinging oi-vay!
Guess wha?
Fuck YOU!
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